Xue Rui went to visit Yu Xiaoxiu. When he was free the next morning, he asked the steward to prepare a visiting gift and took some time to visit that uncle of his.
Without beating around the bush, Xue Rui directly mentioned that Xue Wenzhe had injured someone in the academy. He said that Yu Xiaoxiu was his friend's younger brother, but he didn't say much about Yu Shu. He just deliberately said that Yu Xiaoxiu's injury was more serious. In fact, Yu Xiaoxiu's head was "bleeding" and "bedridden".
"To tell you the truth, although my friend doesn't have a strong family background, she is stubborn and doesn't fear the nobles. She insisted on going to the magistrate to ask for an explanation, but I happened to see her and stopped her. Otherwise, if this matter was blown out of proportion, people would gossip and say that our Xue family took advantage of our power to bully others. "
"This bastard! Someone, go to the academy and call the second young master home! "
Just as Xue Rui had expected, this cousin uncle of his that had a bad temper exploded into rage, and he sent people to the academy to get Xue Wenzhe back on the spot.
Xue Rui tried to persuade him, "Don't be angry. Wait for him to come back and ask him. Maybe he will hurt someone."
Xue Rui knew the reason why Xue Wenzhe fought with Yu Xiaoxiu, but he didn't say a word.
Baichuan Academy was not far from the mansion, so a carriage was sent to pick him up. Xue Rui sat down and drank two cups of tea before he came back.
"Master, the second young master is back."
"Let him in!"
Xue Rui turned around to look outside the door, and he saw a young man around the age of 15 or 16 walking in. The young man wore a pair of bright red boots, and he wore a brown and gold colored cotton shirt. His complexion was white like jade, and his appearance was extremely good. However, his expression was impetuous, and he didn't seem to be someone great.
Seeing this good-looking cousin, Xue Rui vaguely felt that he was familiar, as if he had seen him before, but he couldn't remember where.
"Father, are you looking for me?" Xue Wenzhe was in the middle of class when he was called back. He heard the scolding at the door and knew that it was not a good thing to come back, so he lowered his head as soon as he entered the house, afraid that he would make his father unhappy.
"Bastard, can't you see that your eldest cousin is here? Hurry up and greet him." Uncle Xue reprimanded unhappily. In the past, his son had been raised in his father-in-law's hometown, and he had only seen him a few times a year. Now that he had been brought to his side, he was afraid that his son would be spoiled by his loving mother, so he was very strict with him.
Eldest cousin? Xue Wenzhe stared blankly for a moment, then his face stiffened. He hadn't forgotten that last summer, his eldest cousin had gone to Yiyang City to propose to the Ji family. At that time, his mother had even brought him to a guest house to pay a visit. When he found out about this, he had made a big fuss, but in the end, he hadn't been able to see his eldest cousin. Although he later heard that the marriage didn't go through, he still didn't have a good impression of this' eldest cousin '. In his impression, the other party was a hedonistic son of rich parents who wanted to lay his hands on the person he liked.
Xue Wenzhe raised his head and saw a young man dressed in brocade sitting on the left side of his father. The young man looked a few years older than him, and he had a smile on his face. He looked like a hypocrite, and he even looked a little familiar.
Xue Wenzhe ignored the familiarity and secretly felt disdain. He thought that this eldest cousin of his had a flirtatious look on his face, and he didn't look like a good person at all.
"Why are you still in a daze?"
Under the pressure of Uncle Xue, Xue Wenzhe reluctantly called out, "Eldest cousin."
"Wenzhe," Xue Rui nodded his head, his tone was intimate, and he did his best to put on a good show, "You've been living away from home in the past, and we haven't seen each other often. In the future, if you have the time, let's visit each other more often. There aren't many children in the Xue family to begin with, and we should take care of each other even more."
Uncle Xue nodded his head repeatedly. Although he was in a fit of anger, he didn't forget to take the opportunity to get closer to the Buddhist Library, "That's right. A while ago, I wanted to bring him to visit your grandfather, but I heard that the old man was unwell, so I didn't visit. Is he alright now? If it's convenient, I'll bring this little rascal to see you later. "
"Grandfather is in good health, there's no need for fourth uncle to worry about him," Xue Rui pointed at Xue Wenzhe, reminding him of the important matter, "Let's get to the bottom of this matter first."
Uncle Xue then turned his head to look at Xue Wenzhe, his face darkening as he questioned him, "Tell me honestly, did you cause trouble at the academy the afternoon before yesterday, and hurt someone?"
Xue Wenzhe was staring at Xue Rui, cursing in his heart. When he suddenly heard his father's question, he was dumbfounded. In an instant, the image of Yu Xiaoxiu falling off the horse and falling with his head covered in blood appeared in his mind, and his expression began to panic.
No one knows a son better than a father. Looking at his son's expression, Uncle Xue knew that it was true, and angrily slammed the table, "You dare not say a word after hurting someone, how dare you! Do you know that you almost killed someone! He's lying unconscious on the bed right now, and he's about to report you to the authorities to arrest you, do you know that! "
Xue Wenzhe was frightened by these two sentences, and his face turned pale. He stammered, "Father, father, I didn't, I didn't do it on purpose, he fell off the horse himself, it has nothing to do with me, I didn't push him."
Xue Rui frowned, Yu Xiaoxiu would not lie about this matter, it was clearly this Xue Wenzhe who pushed him off the horse, and now he's still trying to quibble, why does fourth uncle have such a disappointing son?
"Fourth uncle, I heard from that child's classmates that many people saw with their own eyes, it was Wenzhe who hit him first, and pushed him off the horse," Xue Rui said to Uncle Xue with a face of embarrassment. On the surface, it was obvious that he was worried for Xue Wenzhe, but in reality, he was trying to expose his lies.
"You're talking nonsense!" As soon as Xue Wenzhe saw Xue Rui, his fear disappeared, and he said angrily with a red face, "It, it was he who fell off the horse himself!"
"Shut up!" Uncle Xue roared, and he glared at Xue Wenzhe, "You unfilial son, you have no respect for your elders. Not only did you hurt someone, but you also dare to lie in front of your father. If I don't teach you a lesson today, sooner or later, you'll do evil things like murder and arson! Go, go get the family punishment, I'm going to teach this bastard a good lesson today! "
Xue Wenzhe had seen the power of the family punishment, seeing that his father was going to get serious, he was so scared that his legs softened, and he almost knelt down, but because Xue Rui was present, he didn't want to lose face in front of his rival in love, so he braced himself to resist.
"Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, calm down, don't get angry," Xue Rui pretended to persuade a few words, but in fact, he was waiting for Xue Wenzhe to be beaten, so that he could report to Yu Shu later.
Not long after, the steward came with the family punishment, a horse stick as thick as two fingers. At the same time, Xue Wenzhe's mother, Liu, also rushed over.
"Master, why are you so angry? If there's anything, can't we talk it out? Why do you have to beat a child — — Wenzhe, quickly kneel down and apologize to your father."
Liu must have known the temper of her uncle Xue, who cried as soon as he came over, so she hugged Xue Wenzhe, hit him twice, and pushed him to kneel down.
However, Xue Wenzhe was stubborn, and he didn't lower his head no matter what, and he even said with grievance: "What kind of father is he? He left me outside for more than ten years, and as soon as he came home, he beat me and scolded me. If he wants to beat me, then he can beat me. If he beats me to death, I want to see how he can have another son."
His attitude was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. Uncle Xue was originally putting on a show in front of Xue Rui to teach his son, but at this moment, he was truly enraged. He took two steps forward and grabbed the riding stick before hitting Xue Wenzhe's body, and he cursed as he hit Xue Wenzhe. Mrs. Liu cried as she tried to stop him, and the servants were at a loss of what to do. They didn't dare to pull their master back, and the room was instantly in a mess.
"Unfilial son, unfilial son!"
"Master, master, please stop!"
"Mother, don't stop him, let him beat me to death!"
Seeing the situation, Xue Rui didn't rush forward to stop Xue Wenzhe. He silently counted how many times Xue Wenzhe was hit by the stick, and after he fell to the ground, he coughed and went forward to pull Uncle Xue back. He used a bit of strength to take the horse stick away, and gave it to the steward to take away, lest he really hurt someone, and that would be boring.
Under Xue Rui's dissuasion and Liu's tears, Uncle Xue angrily stopped, and looked at his only son with love and hate: "Tell me, why did you hurt people!"
"Wenzhe, hurry up and tell me, don't make your father angry," Liu pushed his son and urged him.
Xue Wenzhe sat on the ground, clutching his shoulder in pain. His eyes were full of tears, and he said tremblingly: "It, it's their fault, I didn't do anything wrong, they killed Xingxuan's grandfather, and made her suffer …"
After listening for a long time, Uncle Xue still didn't understand what he meant, but Liu somewhat understood. A few days ago, the old master of the Ji family passed away, and someone was sent to their mansion to inform them. She remembered their old friendship, and the day before yesterday, she took Xue Wenzhe to the Right Magistrate's Residence to mourn. She also heard some inside information, it seemed that the Ji family was in trouble today, and they were framed. His son also liked the Fourth Miss of the Ji family, so he must have gotten into an argument with someone because of this.
"Stop talking," Liu was quick-witted, and quickly interrupted Xue Wenzhe, lest his feelings for Ji Xingxuan be revealed, so she wiped her tears and said: "Master, it's this child's fault. Tomorrow, let him go to the family to apologize and apologize. It's my fault for not disciplining him strictly. If you want to punish him, I will listen. But nephew Gu is here, don't let him laugh at you."
Xue Rui also said: "Fourth Uncle, don't be angry, I have already persuaded my friend not to report to the authorities. As long as Wenzhe apologizes to the family, and prepares a generous gift, this matter will be over."
Uncle Xue glared at Xue Wenzhe fiercely, and sighed to Xue Rui: "Thank you for coming here, otherwise I would have been kept in the dark. If this matter is blown up, it will be shameful. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will let this bastard go to apologize to the family, of course, it will be the best if it can be reduced to a small matter."
It wasn't that this Cousin Uncle Xue was afraid of trouble. If it was an ordinary person, then Xue Rui would just beat him up, and he would actually not go to the extent of taking it to the extreme. But Xue Rui had stood out after all, and he knew that Xue Wenzhe wouldn't let the matter rest if he didn't give an explanation. So he forcefully caught Xue Wenzhe and beat him up.
After the agreement, Xue Rui bade farewell and did not stay to meddle in other people's family matters. Before he left, he looked at Xue Wenzhe on the ground and shook his head inwardly. With this temper and style, even if he used the name of the Xue family, he would still be at a disadvantage when he walked in An Ling City in the future. He could only hope that he would learn a lesson this time.
After Xue Rui left, Uncle Xue sent him out, leaving only Xue Wenzhe and his mother in the room. Liu called for servants to carefully help Xue Wenzhe up and back to the room. She called for someone to call for a doctor, and after dismissing the servants, Lu shi asked her son alone: "Wenzhe, tell mother, the day before yesterday evening, mother brought you to the Ji family to mourn. Who told you that Old Master Ji was killed by someone? Was it that girl Xingxuan who told you? "
Xue Wenzhe avoided the wound, grimacing in pain as he lay on the bed. He said unhappily: "Mother, it was not Xingxuan who said it. She doesn't like to speak ill of people behind their backs."
"Then who?"
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