On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The playboys who were originally laughing suddenly fell silent, and no one dared to speak loudly.

Not to mention that the fat man is usually furious and will slap someone in the face if they disagree with him. His current state alone is enough to scare away all the villains.

Although the fat man was grinning, his trouser legs were still bleeding. He walked with a limp, and every step he took left a bloody footprint.

He seemed to feel no pain at all, and walked over with a big laugh to congratulate Lu Dehao.

"Hahahaha, Dehao, you're on the right track. Hurry up and give birth to a daughter so I can try something new! Hahahaha."

"Get out!" Lin Zhen yelled angrily.

Lu Dehao is about to vomit himself into a toilet, and you are still joking around and asking for trouble.

Lu Dehao rubbed his eyes vigorously. Seeing that it was the fat man, he put his hand on his shoulder, shook his head, and said vaguely: "Fatty...you...hiccup! Why did you come just now?"

"Well, wasn't Fatty forced by those people from the Supervisory Council..." Seeing Lin Zhen's expression was not right, Fatty quickly changed his words, "Good brother! Ah! I was caught and beaten by the good brothers, and that's it."

"Ah? Being beaten? Why were they beating you?"

"Well, this matter cannot be explained in a few words. You go to the bridal chamber first. Fatty and Big Brother will go drink."

"Well, excuse me then."

Lu Dehao was supported by his servants as he walked towards the bridal chamber.

The fat man was holding a jar of wine and said to Lin Zhen with an unnatural expression: "Brother, let's find a place where there is no one?"

Knowing that the fat man had something to say, Lin Zhen nodded.

The two brothers walked out of the main hall and came to a secluded pavilion. Lin Zhen sat at the stone table, opened the seal and poured himself a cup of fermented glutinous rice.

Seeing the fat man still standing, he asked, "Why don't you sit down?"

The fat man was immediately filled with grievance when he heard this: "How dare you ask? Can I sit down?"

Lin Zhen looked at his butt that was still bleeding and thought it was better not to sit down to avoid the pain.

He took a sip of fermented glutinous rice, looked at the bustling scene in the distance, and said, "Did you find any clues?"

"Brother, the music master I beat up was actually from Xuanhe Sect."

"I knew you weren't late because of the beating. Tell me, how much do you know about this sect?"

The fat man waved his hand. "Does a pauper deserve to be understood by this fat man? But this Xuanhe Sect is indeed interesting. It was founded by Gu Lao Bie's father-in-law, Han Tianxing. Its influence mainly spreads across the political institutions of various countries. It might be more troublesome to deal with than the Heavenly Dao."

Lin Zhen's eyes flashed coldly: "How many officials in our court are from Xuanhemen?"

"It's hard to say. According to the Imperial Music Bureau, this Xuanhe Gate was once a school. It was called Xuanhe Gate because it was next to Xuanhe Lake in Dongting Mountain. Almost all the students who studied in this school became dignitaries of various countries after graduation. And this time, it was Han Tianxing's own order to remove Gu Hanshi from the school. So the Imperial Music Bureau would rather risk the wrath of the world and release him."

This is the terrifying thing about having disciples all over the world.

Lin Zhen's dark complexion was somewhat solemn.

It seems that Gu Beichen, who had been fighting with the prince in Xia Pi City, ran away again and ran to his grandfather's house.

Could it be that he really wants to invite Han Tianxing out of retirement?

But would the emperor really listen to an old man who has no military power?

Lin Zhen said in a deep voice, "Today, Lu Dehao encountered a group of bandits on his way home. When I first heard the news, I was wondering who wanted to kill Lu Dehao. It seems that the root of the problem is Han Tianxing, or one of Han Tianxing's disciples, who wanted to disgust me."

When the fat man heard that Lu Dehao had been assassinated, he was so angry that his eyes widened, his brows knitted, and he said fiercely: "That bastard wants to kill my brother? I will dig up their ancestral graves!"

"You're all talk and no action. Why don't you go dig?" Lin Zhen rolled his eyes, thinking that the fat man was bragging again, but he didn't expect that this guy was serious this time.

"Brother, tell me where Han Tianxing's ancestral grave is. I'll take my troops to dig it up right now! Dig out all the aunts of his ancestors and hang them at the entrance of the brothel!"

"Please calm down. Things haven't come to that point yet. Besides, even if we and the Xuanhe Clan are at war, what good will it do if you dig up their ancestral graves?"

"Disgusting, disgusting him!"

Lin Zhen sighed softly.

The fat guy is a good brother, but his IQ is really worrying.

"If you have the time, you should get your butt treated first, lest it develops a root cause and become a cripple."

"That's your fault." The fat man muttered, and just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly felt a pain in his butt.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and forced himself to sit still, then picked up the jar of wine and took a sip.

"Fatty, times have changed. You can no longer act recklessly like before. A country has its own laws, and a family has its own rules. If those of us in power don't follow the rules, how can the people do the same? As important officials of the court, if we want Daqian to prosper, we must set an example. In my opinion, you should stop staying in the capital and go to guard the border."

"Poof!!" The fat man sprayed a mouthful of wine far away, staining the skirt of a passing maid.

"what!"

The pretty little maid screamed and ran back in fright to change her clothes.

The fat man coughed twice and said, "Cough cough cough, big brother, what did you just say? Guarding the border again? Where are you guarding this time?"

"Northern Yan brazenly attacked Dai County a few months ago. Shouldn't we get back at them? But I'm warning you, they're building a road there right now. You can create friction at the border, but you must not start a real fight. We're short on manpower, and the Northern Yan Emperor, Nalan Ku, is a lunatic. Don't start another war before the prince's affairs are resolved."

"Hey, big brother, I enjoy leading troops in battle. But I also enjoy the dazzling world of the capital... Can we not go there yet? Wait until the road is built! Then I promise to twist Nalan Ku's head off and let you kick it like a ball!"

Lin Zhen immediately refused: "Don't give me that! You can't help me in the capital and you just want to cause trouble."

"My...big brother, I've saved you at least five times, right? Why can't I help you?"

"Stop bargaining with me!"

The fat man looked aggrieved and unhappy, and he tilted his head back and took another big sip of wine.

Lin Zhen felt a little soft-hearted, so his tone softened a little.

"If you really don't want to go, then sign a letter of guarantee, promising not to cause trouble in the future. Otherwise, report to Dai County immediately!"

"Promise!" the fat man shouted, stiffening his neck. "I promise I'll never act rashly again! But...if someone else provokes me, that doesn't count, right?"

"Not counting."

"Hehehe! Thank you, big brother!"

The fat man immediately became happy again, and sat in the pavilion with Lin Zhen, drinking and chatting, and before they knew it, it was late at night.

The cold winter wind blew, and Lin Zhen tightened his cloak.

Huanbi appeared behind him at some point, wearing a furry pink fur coat, and said, "Husband, it's late and cold, we should go back."

"Ah."

Lin Zhen nodded, got into the sedan chair with his wives and concubines, and returned to the palace.

Liu Miaoyan, like Qingwen, is also a person who can't sit still.

Qingwen is in charge of the family business, and she feels itchy all over if she doesn't see blood for a day.

When he returned to the palace in the middle of the night, the first thing he did was to interrogate the assassin he had captured that day. It was unknown what method he had used, but the killer, who had always been stubborn, confessed everything.

That’s right, this assassination was aimed at Lin Zhen.

They were originally Tan Wu's retainers. After Tan Wu's death, they had been living in the capital. Today, someone suddenly sent them a letter, not only promising them a large sum of money, but also guaranteeing that they could return to their official careers.

And this Tan Wu is from Xuanhe Sect and is Han Tianxing's disciple.

As for the purpose of assassinating Hou Ling, and how Xuanhemen planned to target Lin Zhen, the assassin knew nothing about it.

Liu Miaoyan did not order him to be killed, but spared his life to report to Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen felt dizzy after getting up early in the morning.

I drank a lot yesterday and didn't get enough rest.

Qingwen insisted on sharing a bed with Lin Zhen with her bulging belly. She touched here and rubbed there in the middle of the night, but she clearly couldn't do anything.

Finally, Lin Zhen grabbed her head roughly... and she finally fell asleep.

Although I feel uncomfortable, I can't give up morning exercises.

In the dim morning light, morning dew condensed on the bluestone bricks in the backyard.

Lin Zhen was wearing a moon-white middle-length robe and standing in a wide horse stance, with his arms raised as if holding up a mountain. Beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his chin, leaving dark marks on the blue bricks.

"Oh, you're up so early. It seems that Qingwen's charm has declined recently." A crisp laugh came from the Chuihua Gate. Liu Miaoyan was wearing a light blue tights, a snakeskin whip wrapped around her waist, and a dew-covered plum blossom in her hair.

Lin Zhen didn't move, but his eyes were fixed on her swaying figure. He said, "Are you sure you're coming for me?"

"Nonsense, I already knew it was coming for you, otherwise I would have personally gone to interrogate you?"

"Come on, if Zhang Li was the first to think of it, it would be fine, but as for you? Haha." Lin Zhen sneered.

Liu Miaoyan stomped her feet in anger.

"What's wrong with me!?"

"You don't have that kind of delicate mind. Tell me, what did you find out?"

Lin Zhen maintained his horse stance.

Liu Miaoyan walked closer, wiped the sweat from his forehead with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "The assassin's teeth were tougher than expected, but he finally vomited something."

Lin Zhen's eyes suddenly turned cold. He stopped his horse stance and dragged Liu Miaoyan into the shadow of the corridor.

Miao Yan took out half a piece of broken jade from her sleeve. The moonstone shone with a faint blue in the morning light. "This was picked out from the assassin's back teeth, and..."

She untied the pouch at her waist and poured out a few bloody nails: "This is what he swallowed, soaked in arugula."

Lin Zhen looked at the broken jade and found nothing special about it.

"What's the use?"

Liu Miaoyan pressed the broken jade into his palm. "The assassin didn't say what it was used for, but I think it must have some special meaning, hidden in a tooth. So I'll leave it to you to research it later. Also, we found three passes from the bodies of other assassins, one for Qinghe, one for Hejian, and one for Wuqing."

Liu Miaoyan suddenly leaned close to Lin Zhen's chest and asked, "Lin Zhen, what exactly is this Xuanhe Sect you're talking about?"

"It's just a college."

"Then why did he send someone to assassinate us? Is he trying to create some rift between us and the Lu family?"

Lin Zhen shook his head: "It shouldn't be that simple, because as long as you ask a little, you will know the relationship between the Lin family and the Lu family. Han Tianxing is not that stupid."

Lin Zhen couldn't imagine what the purpose was.

At this moment, Han Zhong came in and reported that Murong Wushe had arrived.

When Liu Miaoyan heard this, she gently touched Lin Zhen's Adam's apple with her fingertips and said, "Hurry up and go to the palace to see your beauty. I want to go back to sleep."

"Don't sleep. Ask Huanbi to make me some soup. I'll come back later to drink it."

Liu Miaoyan certainly wouldn't give Lin Zhen face, and walked towards her own yard: "You wish, go and tell me yourself! Do I owe you?"

Murong Wushe stood outside the hanging flower gate, with a white whisk hanging at his side.

His eyes swept over the beads of sweat on Lin Zhen's forehead, and his shrill voice was particularly clear in the morning mist: "Prince, His Majesty is watching fish in the Imperial Garden and invites you to go with him."

"Well, let's go."

Murong Yan would not summon me unless there was something special. I guess she heard about the assassination of the Duke's son yesterday.

In the palace.

As Murong Wushe was walking, he suddenly approached Lin Zhen and whispered, "Sir, do you know that three bodies were delivered to Xihua Gate this morning?"

Lin Zhen paused slightly.

"what's the situation?"

"The three people who died were all soldiers from the Longxiong Battalion who were out on business."

grandma's.

Isn't it just that the Korean style is not included?

As for the assassination of Lu Dehao and the assassination of the soldiers of Longxiang Camp?

What do you mean? Are you using others to torture me, Lin Zhen?

If you can't assassinate me, then you have to assassinate the soldiers of Longxiong Camp. The Xuanhe Sect is not stronger than the Heavenly Dao.