"Understood, Big Brother." I was very moved. Yes, I am a disabled person, and after staying up all night copying the Three Character Classic, even if I didn't want to rest, I couldn't help it.

"Chris... as your elder brother, there is something I wish to consult you about..." Edward Lincoln looked at James Brooks with a harmless smile. This guy was clearly trying to send people away.

"Heh... since Second Brother is here, treat His Highness well. As your elder brother, I'll go pay my respects to Father and Mother first..." James Brooks had the bearing of an elder brother. He saluted Handsome Lincoln, then left... Damn, Big Brother is really thin-skinned. At least send me away before you leave this handsome demon!

As soon as my Old Brother, whom I'd only met for the first time, slipped away, Edward Lincoln pointed at me and laughed loudly: "Brother Henry, just the other day, I truly had my eyes opened. A gentleman should be viewed with new eyes after three days apart. In my opinion, this saying is not an exaggeration when applied to you..."

"Ah?!..." Did I get possessed that day?

"Looking up to the heavens, clouds move in all directions, sword in hand, I ask the world who is a hero... Such bold words left me dumbfounded on the spot. These past two days, I've still been savoring your fine phrases, Chris, you really kept your true talents well hidden from me..." Edward Lincoln grabbed my hand, his starry eyes sparkling.

"..." I responded to Handsome Lincoln with an even more dumbfounded expression. This feels familiar, like...

"I knew it, Prime Minister Fang is skilled in poetry and literature, well-read and knowledgeable, a master of all schools. How could he have a Brother Chris who only knows how to wield weapons... Heh, I spoke too soon. It's just that you truly are a man of hidden talents."

Am I? ... Ancestors, damn it, did Tu Honggang possess me after I got drunk and traveled through time?

"Brother Henry, could it be that you're afraid I'll be jealous now that your true abilities have been revealed?" Edward Lincoln looked at me for a long time without a reply, his expression turning rather resentful.

"Ah... no, it was just a flash of inspiration, nothing serious, really..." I never used to be thick-skinned, but now it's absolutely necessary to be shameless. I can't possibly tell him I'm not the copyright owner, then take him through a time tunnel to find Tu, my idol. If I did, the all-rounder Handsome Lincoln would probably throw me into the pond in the front yard.

Handsome Lincoln gave me a fierce look of disdain, then glanced up at the sky: "Let's go, today I'll take Brother Henry to a good place..." Is Edward Lincoln holding a grudge against me? I had just arrived at the Fang residence and he was already dragging me toward the gate.

"Brother, have mercy on Little Brother, I'm still not fully recovered, spent all night copying the Three Character Classic, my eyes are blurry, and I'm so dizzy I can barely see the road. Please, have mercy on Little Brother..." I was scared. Who knows what tricks Handsome Lincoln would come up with today. I quickly begged for mercy, but Handsome Lincoln was as hard-hearted as iron, treating my words as if they were nothing. Outside the gate, I saw Emily Lincoln, the little girl, skipping around. As soon as she saw me come out, her smile grew even sweeter, her pretty crescent eyes narrowing into fox-like slits. Buddha... am I really being sent to Yunwen Pavilion to hunt down the fat shopkeeper?

I got on the horse, but the direction was off. I couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat. Luckily, as long as I wasn't being sent to hack someone with a knife, it was fine. Where was my loyal servant? I turned my head, but didn't see him. I was confused. The servant who brought me the horse explained, "Big Brother Brooks was sent by Madam yesterday, and went with the steward to the estate outside the city... Would you like me to accompany you?"

Before I could answer, Emily Lincoln started targeting me: "Oh... Second Young Master Brooks, what's wrong? None of us brought a single attendant, but I didn't expect your entourage to be even grander than ours?" She spoke with a raised eyebrow, very pretty, but unfortunately, I found it annoying.

With a grand gesture, I stylishly yanked the reins: "No need, even if This Young Master is all alone, I can still charge in and out of danger seven times over." Damn... was I acting too hard, or were the reins too stiff? A big patch of skin was scraped off my palm by the reins, stinging like hell.

The fine steed beneath me seemed to be in sync with my feelings, rearing up with a neigh, nearly throwing me to the ground. Only then did I remember that as a child, I'd ridden donkeys and horses, but my total riding experience was less than five minutes. I quickly gripped the reins tightly, nervously trying to control the steed of Western blood beneath me.

...

"Brother Henry, today we're going to the Duke of Lu's mansion to seek out that wretched fellow's bad luck." Handsome Lincoln swung his riding crop with flair, the little girl echoed excitedly, while I gritted my teeth, reciting Shaolin martial arts mantras, keeping my body arched like a bow as I lay on the horse's back.

"Brother Henry, what's with you..." Handsome Lincoln looked at me strangely, clearly dissatisfied with my awkward riding posture.

"Little Brother suffered a serious injury..." I pointed to my head, looking very sorrowful: "I can't remember many things from before, I can barely even ride a horse now."

"Oh..." Handsome Lincoln nodded sympathetically, then smiled: "Don't put on such a bitter face. Later, Brother Henry, don't act like this, or you'll make us both look bad."

"Don't worry, brother. As long as there's no drinking or gambling today, if Brother William points east, I absolutely won't go west. If you want me to beat a dog, I definitely won't chase a chicken!" I said it first, just in case Handsome Lincoln wanted to use this disabled guy as cannon fodder.

Handsome Lincoln was stunned, then pointed at me and laughed: "Well, Chris Brooks, what a 'not going west when pointed east, not chasing chickens when beating dogs.' You can even make such nonsense sound so amusing. Truly worthy of being Old Master Fang's son. But, you really have no sense of loyalty..."