very well. His classmates are all close to him, and they made plans to play together today. Jiayi got up early and went out with his uncle. I don't know if he can come back. You wait a little longer!.../>

Soon, the soldier who went back to report returned.

He walked while gnawing on a drumstick, still carrying a basket in his hand. A white linen cloth covered the basket, with a hint of steam rising from it.

The soldiers rushed forward in a throng and snatched the basket.

Someone sneered, "You little brat, did you eat all the good stuff on the road"

That soldier spat out a chicken bone and shouted, “Don’t blame me! I only got one chicken leg, and you saw me before I could finish it! There are meat buns in the basket. The Fourth Madame said that we should have a snack first to fill our stomachs. Once things are settled, she'll let us go back and have a drink. Our families even reserved a table of dishes for us!”

“Haha, really That's great! I wonder what good dishes there will be at the feast today!” A soldier jumped with joy.

At this time, the basket was opened, and inside were indeed plump white meat buns.

The soldiers each had four or five rations and gobbled them down. They didn't bother with the grass or stones on the riverbank, just lay down in the sun and basked, it was so comfortable.

Only Old Master Wen and his son, Wen Junyan, lay half-dead on one side.

They were hungry too, after all they had been out and about since early morning and hadn't eaten anything yet.

But they had just been stuffed full, and they were afraid that if they said they were hungry, they would be asked for another "river water feast," so they could only bear it...

Several soldiers looked down on their pathetic appearance and, with nothing better to do, would find excuses to harass them.

"I said, old man, what are you thinking Have you gone senile Your eldest son is such a useless good-for-nothing. Why do you treat him like a precious gem Mr. Wen is such a good person, brave and intelligent. Why don't you appreciate him!"

"Yes, isn't this eldest son the one you and your sweetheart had together"

"Yes, yes, aren't there always such stories in plays What about beating mandarin ducks apart, not being able to take a courtesan home as wife. A courtesan gives birth and throws herself into the river, so the man takes the child home and registers it under his legitimate wife's name!"

"Oh, I thought so too! Otherwise, ignoring the filial and promising second son to only favor a useless one wouldn't make sense at all."

Who said men don't gossip When men start gossiping, even the aunts and grandmothers have to step aside.

The soldiers were chattering away, their noise so loud it made Old Master Wen want to spit blood. Sadly, when he opened his mouth, all that came out was a mouthful of river water...

Thankfully, the Li family's banquet ended quickly. As the sun began to set, the wedding procession passed by Shiqiao Bridge.

The sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, echoing clearly under the bridge.

Grandpa Wen didn't know where he got the courage, and he even wanted to shout loudly at his son. As a result, a soldier quickly drew his saber and put it to his neck.

Whatever discontent or anger there was, before the sword's edge, it all became a joke...

Not until the squad had marched far away, completely out of earshot, did the soldier sheathe his sword. But seemingly still disgruntled, with a flick of his wrist, he slammed the scabbard against Old Master Wen's head once more. The old man cried out in pain, his forehead instantly swelling into a large bump!

The soldier ignored them and, pulling their father and son along, crossed the bridge.

Soon, the carriage and the attendants returned to their original positions.

Chang Sui hadn't been beaten, but he was shaking uncontrollably from fear.

The soldiers shoved Old Master Wen and Wen Junyan back into the carriage. One of them chuckled as he smoothed out their wrinkled clothes, saying, "You two, make sure you remember today's lesson well! If you dare to have any more crooked thoughts in the future, it won't be as simple as just having water thrown on you!"

Also, our Lord Hou is currently investigating spies who have defected to the barbarians. This spy is very cunning and may be hiding anywhere. When you return, it would be best to help keep an eye out as well.

After saying that, he slammed the car door shut and shouted to his brothers, "Let's go, let's go home for dinner!"

"Okay, let's go, I'm starving!"

"You ate the most baozi just now, and you're hungry again Are you a glutton!"

The soldiers, laughing and shouldering their swords, ran far into the brilliant sunset.

Leaving the Wen family's carriage on the road, for a long time, Old Master Wen ordered, "Go, go quickly, hurry home!"

Chang Sui immediately turned around and ran towards Kyoto frantically.

Wen Junyan held his stomach, the carriage swaying, causing him to vomit again and again. "Ugh, Father, I want to... go and accuse them, ugh... of assaulting imperial officials!"

Before he could finish speaking, Old Master Wen slapped him hard on the back of the head. "You idiot! Are you trying to kill the whole family! Didn't you hear what he just said The Marquis is hunting down traitors, and who knows who might be hiding them!"

He’s warning us, if we dare to cause trouble again, he’ll charge our family with harboring a traitor! Don’t you remember what happened to the Wang family Wang Lao San went insane because of this very accusation, thrown into prison and driven mad. Do you want to end up like Wang Lao San!”

Wen Junyan recalled the scene of Wang Lao San, sitting on his legs and frolicking in the street, and he couldn't help but shiver, "No, no…"

"Then shut your mouth! We'll swallow this loss today." Old Master Wen gritted his teeth in anger, wanting to lash out but afraid to. He could only mutter vaguely, "We'll talk about it later!"

"Then we'll go home like this, and our family will ask..." Now that there was no fear for his life, Wen Junyan thought about the issue of appearances.

The father and son came out in a huff, with wounds all over them. They didn't have a single piece of good cloth to cover themselves up. They must be laughed at by so many people.

Old Master Wen pondered for a moment, then looked towards the long attendant who was driving the carriage ahead...

In the courtyard of the Wen family, Madam Wen had already asked several times. Hearing that her grandfather and husband hadn't returned yet, she became a little anxious.

I wanted to say a few words to my mother-in-law, but seeing her spineless and useless nature, I knew it would be pointless even if I did. Besides, she didn't come anyway.

Thankfully, soon a message came saying the person was back.

She hurried over and saw the two doctors bustling around her father-in-law and husband.

She was startled and wanted to go forward but felt it wasn't appropriate. She could only ask through the screen: "Grandfather, Master, what... happened Was someone attacking you What's going on"

Wen Junyan was covered in bruises. The doctor was rubbing medicinal oil into his injuries, and he cried out in pain, but still quickly replied, "What nonsense! I'm a fourth-rank official appointed by the imperial court. Who would dare to hit me It was a carriage accident on the road. It overturned and I fell off a stone bridge. We were lucky to even survive!"

Old Master Wen also agreed: "Tell them to have Chang Sui attend to Wen An properly, or they'll be given twenty lashes!"

"Yes, Old Master," Wen Dafu didn't doubt it at all and immediately ordered someone to catch Chang Sui. He had him beaten with boards directly in the courtyard as a lesson, also letting all the servants see this so that Chang would remember for the future.

But the two doctors bustling about in the room exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with mockery.

The 溫家父子's story might fool others, but here it's full of holes.

These wounds on them, at a glance, look like they were beaten!

Obviously, Old Master Wen knew about this, so when the two doctors left, they both received a generous consultation fee and successfully kept their mouths shut...

In Cui Jia Zhuang's courtyard, a newly married couple had just finished their wedding ceremony and were escorted into their bridal chamber.

Mr. Liu's face was beaming with joy, even happier than when his own son got married.

Seven or eight old friends from the Liu and Cui families came. Regardless of whether they looked down on men marrying into the family, they were all happy that their old friend had an heir…old woman got out, surrounding the mule, both of their eyes red with emotion."Big Qing This is Big Qing from our family!" Old Lady Li asked in disbelief."Definitely not wrong, there's still a scar her...