The atmosphere in the study suddenly changed.

Nan Jing raised his blood-stained eyes and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi, don't go too far. They are all brothers of the same clan. You were raised by the Nan family again. Isn't it a matter of supporting me?!"

Xiao Yi didn't agree.

"Dad, look at him, he doesn't want to help me at all!" Nan Jing disliked, "You said that Xiao Yi is your junior, and you will definitely listen to you. I think he doesn't take you seriously at all! You third uncle are better than a servant by his side! Forget it, instead of letting me live like a person, you're so disgusted with dogs, it's better to die!"

He got up and was about to leave.

Nan Guang hurriedly held him down and comforted him: "Jing'er, don't worry, don't worry."

He turned to Xiao Yi and forced out his smile: "Nephew, let's discuss it, it's really not possible. I'll kowtow for Jing'er, okay? I'm his father, and I'll come and I'll do it all the same!"

Xiao Yi supported the chin with one hand, sarcastic lips, and always had an indifferent posture.

Nan Guang lowered his eyes, sighed a long time, and actually lifted the hem of the robe and knelt on the floor.

Nanjing didn't even block it.

He turned his face to the side, his expression full of impatientness.

Nan Guang knelt on the ground, looked up at the main seat, "My nephew--"

But I saw that the main position was empty.

Xiao Yi leaned on the bookshelf, "I can't afford the grand gift of Uncle San."

Nan Guang quickly got up and smiled and said, "Then look at Jing'er's affairs..."

"There is still a shortage of a errand runner under this lord."

Nan Guang pulled Nan Jing's sleeve and whispered: "It's okay to sit up from the pawn and climb up step by step..."

Nan Jing frowned, "Dad, I don't do it. I have been studying for ten years and asked me to run errands for others. What do you think? Unless I have an official position of fifth or above, I will never do it!"

"Nephew," Nan Guang turned to Xiao Yi with a flattering look, "Jing'er is indeed full of ink. It would be useless to ask him to run errands. Do you have no civil servants like the chief clerk in your account? That kind of official position is more suitable for Jing'er!"

"Civilian..." Xiao Yi dragged his tone and looked at Nanjing with a sneer, "You have quite a lot of requests."

Nan Jing sneered: "That's what I deserve!"

Xiao Yi walked towards him step by step.

He grabbed Nan Jing's collar and suddenly pushed his knee into his abdomen!

Nan Jing gasped and fell to the ground with his stomach in pain!

Xiao Yi tilted his head and smiled, rolled up his narrow sleeves casually, "We Jing'er is so capable, should we give you the position of Jingxihou to sit?"

"Xiao Yi!" Nan Guang was anxious, "Okay, why are you hitting someone?!"

Xiao Yi raised his riveted military boots and kicked Nan Jing hard on the abdomen!

He smiled viciously: "If you are unfilial to your parents, even if you are beaten to death, you will only eliminate the harm for the people. When this marquis was eighteen years old, he had already killed countless enemies on the battlefield!"

Nan Guang was furious: "Xiao Yi, are you crazy, are you?"

But he couldn't hold Xiao Yi at all.

Xiao Yi's tongue tip against his upper palate, turned evilly for a while, and said warmly: "Uncle San, you won't teach your son, your nephew will teach you! This kind of thing is better if you kick it to death."

He was like treating a dead person, kicking Nan Jing with emotionlessness.

He is a man fighting on the battlefield.

Military boots are domineering, and each kick contains terrifying power.

Nan Jing couldn't even escape.

He could only crawl on the ground like a mangy dog, holding his stomach and howling, his blood gradually soaked in the brocade clothes, and in the end he lost the strength to howl.

Xiao Yi took a seat with a robe.

He looked at Nan Guang who was hugging Nan Jing and cried, and laughed: "There are four ribs broken and I can't die. Uncle San, this thing has been trashed. Instead of considering how to use the waste, it is better to prepare for a wedding with Cheng Yerou and get a legitimate son out to teach you carefully, so as not to break the incense of your third bedroom."

Nan Guang was afraid and angry.

He yelled: "Devil, Xiao Yi, you are a devil!"

He shed tears and called people in to carry Nanjing back to the front yard.

After the person left, Yu Wei immediately took someone to clean the study, and everything that Nan Jing touched was replaced with new ones.

Behind the screen.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

The second brother is so cruel, much more cruel than her!

He is worthy of being a powerful minister who will be in power in the future!

Chen Yichao smiled: "Xiao Yi is thunderous and decisive, and will never be ruthless, and has the wind of a dragon. Speaking of which, your Nan family is a family of the ninth rank. Even a mere outer room dares to challenge the Marquis. The family is not like a family, and the mansion is not like a mansion, and there is no rules at all."

Nan Baoyi was the most impatient to listen to his long-windedness.

She thought for a while and tentatively said, "Young Master Chen, now you are a person who is a money-catching person. You should know some of the Qian families in Jinguan City (ancient merchants who gave loans to usury in ancient times)? Can you understand how they gave money to usury?"

"What, Miss Nan wants to let Gaoli go?"

"It's not me! It's Nanjing!"

"Southern View?"

Nan Baoyi's smile became a little bit thief, "Do you think, Nan Jing has now cut off his official career and his military career, what else can he do besides doing business? Instead of letting him interfere in the family's Shujin business, it is better to tempt him to make a fortune."

"You want him to lose money?"

"I want him to make money! Make ten times, even a hundred times!"

Chen Yichao raised his eyebrows: "Are you sick?"

"You are sick!" Nan Baoyi was not angry, "Think of it, once he earned a lot of money, with his unstoppable personality, he would definitely be in a state of eternity. At that time, I instigate his fiancée Liu Lian'er to take away all his money. What will he do?"

The tide of discussion was silent.

If you didn't have it at the beginning, it doesn't matter if you lose it.

However, once Nanjing tastes the taste of development and makes him lose everything, it will be like falling from the clouds, which will definitely be a heart-killing pain.

In severe cases, you can no longer develop fighting spirit.

Destroying a person's mind is the most clever way to destroy a person.

Chen Yichao couldn't help but look at Nan Baoyi for a few more times.

The little girl looked tender and cute, but she didn't expect it to be a glutinous rice ball with black sesame stuffing!

There is black in the white, and it’s all black!

Xiao Yi came in from the outside and glanced at the two people kneeling together, "What are you doing?"

The crisp voice of the Shenchao: "Mr. Marquis, Miss Nan is cruel and ruthless. I suggest you stay away from her here-"

"Second brother!"

Nan Baoyi stood up with her skirt, "You were so powerful when you just punished the evil people. You deserve to be a hero who stands tall and upright. Jiaojiao admires you!"

Chen Yichao raised his eyebrows.

The little lady from the Nan family had a white and tender face full of admiration, and Danfeng's eyes were full of "I'm very simple", as if the ruthlessness just now was just his illusion.

It can really be disguised!

But Xiao Yi was very fond of this trick, and his cold eyebrows and eyes melted like ice and snow.
Chapter completed!